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She is making little cooing noises to the adorable little baby chocobo.

Ino... had heard radio. Ino had then made the clever deduction that chocobo-Reno would be with Rikku at work today, thus, venturing in. She wanted to see this chocobo thing.

"Hi Rikku!"

"Hiya!" Rikku waved, bouncing a little. Not too much, she had a wriggly little red chocho in the palm of her hand and didn't want him to bounce on out. Chocobo!Reno was very sweet, and very happy, but not the brightest of creatures, unfortunately.

"Welcome to the Wellspring Arms and Meditation Center and Part-Time Chocobo Ranch."

That got a laugh. "Or, at least, you're hoping for only part-time, right?" Ino teased, coming over to inspect Chocobo!Reno. "And, awwwwwwww. Lookit him!"

Reno bounced eagerly in Rikku's hand. Hi! Hi! Hi! Kweh!

"It better be part-time," Rikku laughed. "We suck at dating. Maybe it's just safest for the island if we stop trying to have nice dates."

"Can I pet him?" Ino asked, offering her hand to Chocobo!Reno to... sniff, or whatever chocobos did. She didn't know. "And yes you are adorable. Totally adorable."

A beat.

"Maybe you should make up a word? See if you can fool the island instead by not saying date, but meaning it, you know? Like... I don't know, a code-word?"

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"Sure!" Rikku said, holding out Reno, who wark!ed and began pecking lightly at her hand. Just affectionate nips.

"Maybe we just stick with hanging out and not doing anything fancy," she shrugged. "We've made it this long with only trying the dating-thing a few times, you know?"

She rubbed her fingers gently against his head, hoping to distract him from the nipping. It was sweet, but still, come on.

"That too," she agreed. "Dates are, yeah, they're not necessary, really." Ino considered Reno. Dubiously. And rubbed his head again. "How big does an adult one get, do you know?" This was a baby one, right?

Oooooh, touches! He nuzzled into her fingers, distracting from the bitey-things.

"Ooooh, yeah, the adults are huge," Rikku laughed. "They have some in Mi'ihen for riding up and down the Highroad. They're ... about this tall?" She leaned up and stretched one arm over her head. "But they'll crouch down so you can climb on their backs and ride. The Chocobo Knights ride them into battles."

Awwwww, just for the nuzzling he was getting more pettings, and feather smoothing.

That was good to know, yes definitely. "How much weight do you think they can carry?" Ino asked thoughtfully. "I keep meaning to ask Reno, and then forgetting, or not seeing him, you know?"

"About chocobos?" Rikku said, chewing her lower lip. "I'm ... not sure, actually. I mean, it's usually one person riding. I've never seen two, but I'm not sure if that's 'cause two wouldn't fit right, on the back. But then maybe his do. They've got some different-colored ones. Ours are just ... yellow."

"Do the different colours really mean a lot?" Ino said, frowning slightly. "I mean, seriously, all I know 'bout chocobos is that Reno called them chicken-things that people can ride."

"They are," Rikku said. "Where I'm from ... they're all yellow. I mean. That's just what chocobos are. And then he mentioned a blue one, one day, and I thought he was ... insane. I guess the colors let them ... do things? I'm not sure. I'm still not sure I believe it, not until I see them. It's too weird."

She gave Ino a curious look. "Why are you interested in them? Like, would they help your world?"

Reno was cooing against the happy fingerstrokes. And getting drowsy. Reno could nap at the drop of a hat, here.

Ino considered that, gently petting Reno. Awww, sleepy. "I'm looking into something for him, like, back home," she said, "he mentioned that they're having issues feeding people 'cause the chocobos can't carry enough food to people, but they're the only way to get things to some places. So, yeah, I've got a few ideas 'bout helping with that, but I need to know more 'bout chocobos, you know? There's ways, back home, to carry a lot of weapons and such in a scroll, right? So I thought if maybe food could be put inside a scroll instead of weapons..."

"Ooooooh," Rikku said, nodding. "You think it'd be able to load them up without the weight hurting the chocobos? Dude. That'd be ..."

She carefully set the nearly-asleep Chocho!Reno down on the desk, before grabbing a pen and paper and scribbling a few addresses down.

"Would you want -- like. The names, of people to write to, or ... would you want me to write? I can, I just don't know what it is you need to be asking. Um. But I know a chocobo breeder, back home. At least, that's what he was going to be, he quit the Knights and was going to start a ranch, and he knows more about chocobos than anybody. But we don't have phones back home, so it's gotta be a letter."

"Yeah, like that," Ino said, tucking her hands behind her. "I know someone back home who carries around, like more weapons than half of us on the island could carry 'round all together, and she does it in these scrolls, and the scrolls are heavy, right? Just it's just scroll-weight. Nothing of the weapons-weight. It's like, a scroll the size of my hand and maybe an inch or so wide can carry that many weapons. And there's bigger scrolls that can hold more."

"Would it, do you think, be better for you to write? Or would he be okay with someone who doesn't even know what a grown-up one looks like asking questions? I mean, right now, it's stuff like, how much weight can they carry and how are things normally transported on them? How fast do they move? Like, what sort of protection do they have? Just... anything, really."

[Fleeing home! Back in a bit!]

"Oh. That's a good question, huh?" Rikku mulled it over. "Maybe you write to Clasko and you tell him you're a friend of mine, and you've heard all about chocobos but you've never seen one and you want to know everything, ever. He'd talk your ear off if you mentioned the word 'chocobo' around him; someone wanting to know, he'd never shut up. But if it sounds more like you're just really fascinated and less like you're doing research, then he won't think it's ... weird?"

She giggled. "You might get back, like, a packet, and pictures of all the chocobos he has and their names and -- oh, my gosh, some people have hobbies, and Clasko has his chocobos. You know?"

(Totally okay, zomg, I am wandering off for a while myself! SP to finish okay?)

Ino was, she was guessing, going to wind up knowing more about chocobos than anyone ever needed to know by the end of it. It was for a mission (however informally she'd been given it) though, and that meant...

"I'll do that," Ino said, having to laugh a bit at the idea of getting a packet on chocobos. "You really don't think he'd mind? Or that, I mean, he won't have any problems doing something for a total stranger?"

[SP is total love!]

"Not even," Rikku laughed. "Not if you ask him about chocobos. He might eventually shut up, but I'm not sure. You might have to lie about changing your address."

Reno kwehed his agreement. Or at least, kwehed because no one had paid attention to him for a few minutes and he wanted more nuzzles.

Awwww. Ino reached over to over him more pettings.

"We're talking 'bout you in a way, silly," she told Chocobo!Reno, then grinned at Rikku. "At least I can console myself with the knowledge that he won't be getting my home address? Just my one here."

"He's not stalkery or anything," Rikku said quickly. "I mean, he's just a really nice guy, and he doesn't know how much he talks about chocobos. He'll be happy to have an audience."

Reno gave them both a raspberry.

"You're so silly," she giggled. "And adorable and I'm gonna tape you and send this to your boss and it's gonna be awesome."

She laughed. "I didn't think he was, really--it's just a bit intimidating, you know, to be all 'here, write to this stranger and he'll give you more information than you'd ever want to know 'bout Chocobos'--and then saying that he will just 'cause I asked."

"To Reno's boss? Seriously?" A beat. "I've got a ribbon collection if you'd like to, uh, accessorize him, you know."

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"If you'd rather, I write, I mean, I can," Rikku said. "Just ... if this is something you're looking into, I figured you'd want to? I won't know the right questions to ask, anyway. And I can write him and let him know you'll be writing him, just a heads-up, and then it'll seem less weird."

She grinned. "Totally have to look into accessories. I can't believe his goggles shrunk. This is such good blackmail footage, right here."

"I can write to him," Ino assured her. "But if you did a heads-up that'd be totally great, just so it doesn't come out of the blue, you know? So I'm not a total crazy stranger. That's probably the best way, I think."

"Awwww," she grinned at Reno. Not that he'd understand, but still. "I bet you'll wish you stayed a chocobo-baby when you figure out the amount of blackmail Rikku'll have on you for it."

Worf walked into the center and spied the... bird? Bird. The bird that Rikku was cooing at.

"Rikku," he said with a curt not but he couldn't really take his eyes away from the bird. "The meditation room is available?"

"It is!" Rikku said. "Hi! Reno, say hi to Worf! Can you say hi?"

The tiny bird blew a raspberry in Worf's direction. That counted.

"He's... your pet?"

"Boyfriend," she said lightly. "I seem to have that effect on people. Um. Do you know Reno? He's usually really tall and skinny and he has tattoos on his face like ... um. Like these?"

The baby chocobo had tiny little red tattoos of his own, to match.

Awwwwwwwww.

He fits right in the palm of your hand and he makes little roo-ki-roo noises and awwwwwww, him's cute.

Zen out!

Worf went through the katas of the mok'bara taking his time to get each movement right.

Pew! Pew! Bang!

Awww. Chocho.

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